- Taylor -

On Aly's birthday

My God, Aly was beautiful. I knelt beside her, my hand running over her soft skin. As much as I'd imagined it, I couldn't have begun to understand what having her here, like this, would feel like. I gently massaged her breast, and as I pinched her nipple she moaned through the gag she was wearing. I hadn't been sure about that one, but Trinity had told me she would love it. So far, at least, she hadn't been wrong.

I could feel Aly's trembling energy as I'd cuffed her in place, and when I'd leaned back for a good look it had been...